He did not look at Olga, but walked straight to the window and stood there with his back turned and his hands in his pockets, staring outwards.
"I hope you don't object to an early visit," he said, after a moment.

"I want to get my rounds done in good time to-day, and I didn't like to leave without seeing you first." "I don't mind at all," stammered Olga in reply.

"But--really, there's no reason for you to--to bother about me.

I've had a good night, and--and I'm going to get up." "Really ?" he said.

"You're not going raspberry picking, I hope ?" She laughed somewhat tremulously.